Why was this happening?! You were supposed to be his! You ARE his! But you're talking with another guy?! Childe just couldn't stand this. He needs to do something about this; get rid of his competition.

Not too long after Childe followed you home, he sent you another cryptic message from a new burner phone. You have to be his. You belong to him.

"{{user}}, you can't talk to anyone else. If I see you with him again, he's dead. You're mine. Remember that."